Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

When they leave the gold black market and go outside, are they afraid that they can't contact the people of the Empire to pick them up?

Before, they had to find a black market boss dressed as a lame man because they couldn't find an exit.

Black lacquer could not have imagined that the girl he saw on the Liuguang planet that day had brought two wrongs to the black market, so that the people in the black market could laugh. Unexpectedly, it brought two murderers, which caused a bloody storm to the black market of underground slaves he had worked hard for nearly a thousand years.

At the moment, where can he still see a little bow and limp?

With handsome features, eagle eyes spitting fire and jade trees facing the wind, it is a school of righteousness.

No one would have thought that he was the boss behind the scenes who captured the spirit hunter as a slave.

They are preparing to leave at the entrance.

Yes, the entrance on the gold black market is not fixed.

According to Liangyi, Sixiang, five elements and eight trigrams, it changes once every hour.

In other words, the whole gold black market is like a huge turntable, which rotates continuously every minute, just like the rotation of the ancient earth, because the design has central gravity, which can't be felt at all.

Obviously, the two people are across the street, but the next second, they are hundreds of meters apart.

New comers to the black market, such as Hua Canling, don't know much. Everyone in the black market knows it.

Otherwise, it's not far away. That's why Suo Nila has been looking for Hua Canling for several hours.

"Boss, they're coming."

A thug in purple reminded him that his face was expressionless and his eyes were angry with black paint.

Black lacquer also wants to open this exit quickly, otherwise how can he enter the transmission array and send it out?

"They are here!"

Bai Muling shouted loudly.

The flower remnant spirit swept past quickly and looked at it with the utmost eyes, right against the hated eagle eyes of black lacquer.

Is he the lame man who leads the way?

Except for these eyes, they are nothing like the previous ones!

"Never let them run away“

Xinghui shouted.

Ba Da.

The entrance opened and there was a vast expanse of white fog.

"Go."

Black lacquer made a few gestures and gave an order. Six people walked into the white fog together.

Clang.

As soon as the flower remnant spirit jumped on her, the door closed tightly in front of her, and then disappeared.

Transient loss.

Disappear in an instant.

Her outstretched hand and the power of hunting spirit seemed to hit the ground, shaking herself back a few steps.

"Almost, almost caught!" Xingying rushed over breathlessly, punched the wall and said angrily, "I didn't expect to let him run away!"

At this time, Suo Nila and Bermuda Ling gathered around and said in unison, "what a pity“

"What should we do now? Without an informant to lead the way, we can't get out. We can only be trapped here!"

Xinghui is a little depressed.

Hua Canling stabilized her figure and frowned.

On the black market street dominated by yellow and purple, people dressed in most clothes and clothes gathered in groups and quickly swept towards the flower remnant spirits.

"My Lord," the leader is a Meiyan uncle who looks about 30 years old. It is really described by Meiyan. If he is not beautiful, how can he be caught as a slave?

Hua Canling looked at him gently.

Heard him say to her, "we killed all the slave owners and slave thugs. Now what should we do next?"